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prose by William George
DURING READING:
"The Seeds of Hope"
- William George
The magic of life is in the beauty of nature
each pebble, each bark of cedar, each blade of grass
each wild rose, the forests, to the massive mountains
The purpose is to co-exist in harmony
Self interest shatters the bond in the life cycle
illusion is continually seeking eluding rewards
illusion is dangerous to our existence
illusion is detrimental to our survival
always taking and never giving back
draining our depleting resources
selfishness destroys unity and harmony
desolation will be our only consolation for greed
genuine deception happens when talking
in terms of greed and selfishness
passing off deception as something genuine
taking wild blackberries and replacing them with concrete
leaving roses bloodied
try to harvest in our gardens
greed and selfishness are tractors
tearing up our gardens
greed and selfishness leave us bloodied roses
in barren gardens
We plant seeds of hope in the garden of life
seeds blossom into happiness
tractors cannot plough away the hope
when everything else is taken away
we plant seeds of hope
we again become one with the cedar, wild blackberries,
with ourselves, and with Mother Earth
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